Chapter 2348 - 2341: Rescuing Leng Qingqian
This secret technique is not unfamiliar to Wang Dadong; after all, Yukari Yakumo’s mother, Yan Zhiruo, had used this secret technique to summon an ancient martial spirit and form a battle spirit possession to enhance her strength.
Qingmu Kaishan himself is incredibly powerful, and with the battle spirit protecting him, he’s even more difficult to deal with.
"You killed my brother, now die!" Qingmu Kaishan roared, opening his mouth like a behemoth.
"Zhe Character Technique!"
Wang Dadong did not dare be careless and immediately used the fourth form of the legendary battle technique, the Zhe Character Technique.
A golden giant appeared, towering over the 2.5-meter-tall Qingmu Kaishan.
Boom!
Two fists collided, creating an earth-shattering explosion, the massive shockwave expanding like an explosion, shattering the glass decorations, solid wood tables, and marble floors in the hall.
This was just the shockwave; the actual engagement was even more terrifying.
Although Qingmu Kaishan’s height was less than the golden giant, his strength was not inferior at all. A punch landed on the golden giant, causing it to tremble violently, as if it were about to crumble.
Even Wang Dadong felt his blood boiling.
"Die! Tyrant Dragon Fist!" Qingmu Kaishan roared angrily, his fist producing a dragon chant.
Bam!
The golden giant shattered into a rain of golden fragments under Qingmu Kaishan’s punch.
Poof!
The golden giant was shattered, and under the draw of the energy, Wang Dadong suffered a serious internal injury.
This power was simply appalling.
However, at this moment, a silver lightning shot swiftly towards Qingmu Kaishan’s eyes.
Dang!
The katana sliced through the air, blocking the flying knife shot by Wang Dadong!
Wang Dadong was shocked.
Qingmu Kaishan was too difficult to deal with; he even deflected the Little Li Flying Dagger.
"It’s useless; all your techniques are pointless against absolute power." Qingmu Kaishan sneered.
He had assumed Wang Dadong was formidable but didn’t expect Wang Dadong to be so easily beaten; he couldn’t understand how his brother died at Wang Dadong’s hands.
But none of that mattered now; he was about to avenge his brother.
Yet suddenly, Qingmu Kaishan felt his movements slow.
The feeling was akin to being shocked by lightning, as if his body was paralyzed.
Seeing this, Wang Dadong was delighted; it had finally succeeded.
Indeed, Wang Dadong had used the Petrification Fist Technique given to him by the Queen of Loulan.
This explained why the golden giant had not attacked earlier but only endured passively.
Medusa’s gaze!
Once successfully cast, it could paralyze the opponent.
Qingmu Kaishan was strong enough to move slowly even when hit by Medusa’s gaze.
But to Wang Dadong, Qingmu Kaishan’s movements were now like slow motion.
Without delay, the fighting sword slashed through the air towards Qingmu Kaishan’s head.
Poof!
Blood splattered, Qingmu Kaishan’s head was severed by the extremely sharp fighting sword.
After killing Qingmu Kaishan, Wang Dadong was still apprehensive. Fortunately, the secret technique given by the Queen of Loulan worked, otherwise, he might have died at Qingmu Kaishan’s hands.
Suddenly, Qingmu Kaishan’s voice stopped abruptly, his throat pierced by a golden arrow, going straight through to the back of his head, alongside Ah Fei
"Hmm."
At this moment, blood suddenly flowed from the corner of Ah Fei’s mouth.
"Are you alright?" Wang Dadong furrowed his brow and shouted towards Ah Fei.
Ah Fei had already dealt with all the guards on the first floor.
Ah Fei wiped the blood from his mouth, shaking his head as he spoke with a cold gaze, "I’m fine, hurry and save Miss."
Wang Dadong didn’t say much more. He previously thought Ah Fei was a reckless man, not having much fondness for him, but Ah Fei was willing to sacrifice decades of his own life to save Leng Qingqian, which made Wang Dadong admire him greatly.
He was likely the most loyal servant in the world.
Wang Dadong headed directly to the second floor.
As he stepped onto the second-floor stairs, a very short man blocked the group’s path.
The man’s height was only about 1.2 meters, looking like a child, but emanating a very dangerous aura, his small eyes filled with blood-thirsty ferocity.
"To be able to take down the gatekeeper, impressive, but this is where you stop." The Dwarf licked his lips, his gaze resting on the two.
Poof!
The Dwarf’s words barely fell before a blood flower spurted from his head, and his short body immediately fell backward.
Seeing the Dwarf fall, Wang Dadong’s lips curled into a smile.
It seemed reinforcement had arrived.
Only large-caliber sniper rifles could penetrate the head of a saint.
"Damn it, from now on, I’m a slayer of saints too!" A thousand meters away, King Kong grinned holding a Barrett sniper rifle as long as 1.2 meters.
The reason he knew the Dwarf was a saint was that if it weren’t for the saint, Wang Dadong would have slapped him to death long ago, not warranting his serious expression.
The third floor of the villa.
A beautiful woman with golden wavy hair blocked the way.
The beauty had her eyes closed, her golden hair trailing to the floor, looking extremely beautiful.
"Don’t go further, you’ll die." The woman’s voice was filled with sadness.
Wang Dadong frowned slightly, brandishing the fighting sword, knowing this golden-haired beauty was not easy to deal with.
Just as he was about to step forward, Ah Fei grabbed his arm.
"Ah Fei, can you handle this?" Wang Dadong sensed that Ah Fei was not in good shape.
Using Golden Needle Acupuncture to stimulate potential could greatly enhance Ah Fei’s prowess, but the more he used it, the more he’d drain his life force.
"I’m fine!" Ah Fei was still very determined.
Wang Dadong frowned and said, "This woman is strong; you can’t handle her."
"Go save Miss!" Ah Fei said before charging at the golden-haired beauty.
"Don’t die!" Wang Dadong whispered silently in his heart.
He had been completely moved by Ah Fei’s loyalty, knowing he’d die but still charging forward without hesitation.
On the fourth floor, no one was stopping Wang Dadong.
The fourth floor had many rooms, the air filled with an unusual coldness, making one’s scalp tingle.
Wang Dadong randomly opened one of the room doors.
The biting cold air rushed in, making Wang Dadong shiver.
Though it seemed cold, it was actually a chilling aura.
In the room, a man sat cross-legged on the ground, eyes closed, his skin pale, completely devoid of any life force.
Seeing that Leng Qingqian was not there, Wang Dadong decided to leave.
But just then, the man sitting there suddenly opened his eyes.
"Hmm!"
Wang Dadong’s expression changed, his body quickly shifted a meter sideways.
"Die!"
Wang Dadong’s body moved like lightning, swiftly reaching the man, his fist striking the man’s chest.
Clang!
The fist hit the man’s chest, as if hitting a steel plate, making a metallic clanging sound, and the man staggered back several steps without being injured!